Chapter 3

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A/N: I recommend starting the song at the beginning of the chapter, ur welcome.

Muerte's POV~

It's been a little over a week since we started school. Luz doesn't suck that much and school isn't that bad either. I've been getting in the flow of things around this school, the vibes of different people and different classes, teachers expectations and rules in class, and just rules in general. This school is actually pretty chill and laid back, they have some really weird rules. Reading over the list with my dad, we couldn't help but laugh. "Look at this one , padre, it says you're not allowed to hold a seance in the bathrooms during school hours?!" I started dying laughing, more than I was. What the actual heck were these rules, man? "What's sad is that it has had to happen to be a rule." My dad said looking at me. This school is pretty cool, don't get me wrong, but it's very...weird? If that's even the right word for this. People walk around acting like they're in a Harry Potter book or something. "Did I tell you about the guy who tried to ride a broom stick through the hall yesterday?" My father looks at me and snickers, "I told you this town was odd, mi nina preciosa. It's very odd, really." We share the last giggle before he walks away, I yell at him. "I'm gonna go explore town a little more!" And walk out of the house.

I found a place I really enjoy, it's quiet, no one else comes here. It feels safer than anywhere else in this town. Down on Main Street there's a very narrow pathway, leading to a spiral staircase that goes nowhere. I sit on the staircase, in the shadow of the buildings towering around me. Brick walls, plastered in moss and sad looking. It's quite a calming feeling. I brought my guitar with me. Coming here has been good for me. It gives me a good break from reality, and lets me be on my own, with the music. I put my headphones in and started playing music I like. The first song to come on was probably my favorite. MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT by Loveless was the best song, and no one would tell me otherwise. IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHTT I'M WIDE AWAKE I CRAVE YOUR TASTE ALL NIGHT LONGG!!!! Yeah, I prove my point.

I look across the pathway to see a guy staring at me. he sees me notice him and starts to approach slowly, putting his hands in the air as a.. surrender? "I'm not gonna shoot, you know." He laughs, and I laugh as well. "I didn't realize anyone else came here, I thought it was my own little world." Oh no, did I take his privacy? In this God forsaken town did I take his only freedom? "Shoot, I'm sorry, I'll leave if you wan-" he cuts me off, "No, it's okay, companies nice everyone once in a while. Normal company, at least." We both giggle, "What's your name? " I ask the stranger, "My name's Christopher, but my family calls me Toph." That's a cute name, Toph, I wonder what his last name is. He catches my attention yet again, "My name is Muerte, but friends call me Tay, not that I have any." I didn't mean to say that last part, but oh well. Luz is my friend, I guess. She's been cool and what not but I don't really like her, she's boring, and I don't know her that well. I just know her name, and how long she's been here. "You have a cool name, mi amigo. Are you related to the famous Santa Muerte?" Oh wow, I didn't think of that. "Probably not, I really don't know many people around here, and I feel like I would if I was born from the blood line of Santa Muerte." I mean that would be terrifying, anyways.

He sat down to join me looking at my guitar and up to me, "You know how to play that thing?" I looked at him and spoke with sarcasm in my voice, "No, I just walk around everywhere with it for show." As I speak I admire the person before me. He's a very calm boy. He looks sweet, innocent, not like the other boys at this school, in this town. He has gentle green eyes, with brown fluffy hair barely covering them. His teeth are as white as snow, and his smile could make hearts melt for miles. His outfit is the brightest thing in this town, wearing a pale blue polo and cargo pants, adding a little style with chunky chuck taylor's and chains hanging around his neck. "I hope you like what you see, most people don't" I look down for a second and giggle, "I was zoned out, I wasn't staring, I'm not some weirdo." He looks at the pins on my guitar case, touching one and looking at me, "Where are you from? Oklahoma?" I look down at him and answer with a nod. "That's crazy, I am too. Woodward, Oklahoma to be exact. What about you?" I point to the watermelon pin and speak, "Rush Springs, Watermelon Capital of the World." I smile looking at the pin, I miss home. I don't miss my mom, but I miss my friends, my way of life. I feel like I'm in an entire different world here. It isn't my home, it's just some place I'm staying with my father.

I talked to Christopher for a while, it was an hour or two at least, we just sat there talking, asking each other questions about ourselves, and life in general. As the sun started to go down we decided to walk home, turns out he's my neighbor. "I had fun today, Muerte, you're pretty cool. It's nice to have someone from Oklahoma around." As I open my mouth to speak the door opens to a girl attempting to walk out. She has dark brown hair, almost black, that's wavy and goes down to right past her shoulders. She has the brightest green eyes I've ever seen. She's average height, about 5'6 or so, and she's dressed in navy blue cargo pants, a white t-shirt, a very loose sheer material, and a baseball jacket. "Oh, you must be Muerte-" she looks at me and smiles sticking out her hand, "uhm, yes, and you are?" She was gorgeous, I wasn't going to lie, I'm just very confused, is my dad seeing this girl? She looks like she's my age, is this why he's been so happy recently? "Oh, right, sorry. I'm Morgan, you emailed me about the open spot in our band?" As soon as she finishes speaking a boy, about out age walks up behind her, "Nice to meet you Mr. Adams! Thanks for the food- Oh, Toph? Wassup little bro!" He looks at Chris and then at me, "and you must be Muerte-" Morgan cut him off, "You're talking too much again, Kaden." She looked back at me with a smile, then down to my jewelry. Grabbing my necklace she looks at me, "I love your jewelry, it suits your vibe." I look up at her to realize our faces were only inches apart, stepping back I say, "So, why are you here?" Kaden spoke, "Oh, my sister Luz told me this is where you lived so I thought I'd come introduce myself. When you weren't here your dad asked us if we wanted a snack, sorry to intrude." Walking into my house I invited them to come back in, I wanted to talk to her about the band. They said that they needed a guitarist and songwriter for the band. I'm not very good, I won't lie, but I get told I am so might as well.



A/N: OMGGGG HII, i'm working on uploading a bunch more, i have so many chapters ready. anyways bbbyyyyyyeeeeee


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